Red Rain

How does it get so hard
that you have to cut so deep,
did fate turn up your card
and you chose to make blood weep?

"But momma wasn't there
sister didn't know,
papa didn't care
brother didn't show."

Watch the red rain as it falls
Watch, as it runs down your arm
Listen, as your family calls
Unsure, why you cause yourself harm

"But momma wasn't there
Sister didn't know,
Papa didn't care
Brother didn't show."

Watch the red rain as it falls
Watch it, as falls silently to the ground,
You can hear your mother dial the call,
To save you from your wound.

"But now momma’s here
And now sister knows
Papa indeed cares
And brother did show"